Tale Xvii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEFGGHHIIEFJJKK LLMMNNKKO BBPPQQEERRDDSSTTUUVV TTWWX DDYYKKZZA2A2B2B2C2C2 JJD2E2F2F2G2G2ZZEE H2 I2I2J2J2K2K2L2L2M2M2 ZZN2SO2O2Z BRRBBMMZP2 ZZZG2G2J2J2F2F2Q2Q2R 2R2S2 RRJJZZT2T2PPU2U2Z ZZV2V2K2K2W2 X2X2EEVVU2U2R2R2ZZY2 Y2JJZZCCZZM2M2Z2 E RA3B3B3C3C3D3D3E3 F3F3E3H2| RESENTMENT | A |
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| Females there are of unsuspicious mind | B |
| Easy and soft and credulous and kind | B |
| Who when offended for the twentieth time | C |
| Will hear the offender and forgive the crime | C |
| And there are others whom like these to cheat | D |
| Asks but the humblest efforts of deceit | D |
| But they once injured feel a strong disdain | E |
| And seldom pardoning never trust again | F |
| Urged by religion they forgive but yet | G |
| Guard the warm heart and never more forget | G |
| Those are like wax apply them to the fire | H |
| Melting they take th' impressions you desire | H |
| Easy to mould and fashion as you please | I |
| And again moulded with an equal ease | I |
| Like smelted iron these the forms retain | E |
| But once impress'd will never melt again | F |
| A busy port a serious Merchant made | J |
| His chosen place to recommence his trade | J |
| And brought his Lady who their children dead | K |
| Their native seat of recent sorrow fled | K |
| The husband duly on the quay was seen | L |
| The wife at home became at length serene | L |
| There in short time the social couple grew | M |
| With all acquainted friendly with a few | M |
| When the good lady by disease assail'd | N |
| In vain resisted hope and science fail'd | N |
| Then spoke the female friends by pity led | K |
| 'Poor merchant Paul what think ye will he wed | K |
| A quiet easy kind religious man | O |
| Thus can he rest I wonder if he can ' | - |
| He too as grief subsided in his mind | B |
| Gave place to notions of congenial kind | B |
| Grave was the man as we have told before | P |
| His years were forty he might pass for more | P |
| Composed his features were his stature low | Q |
| His air important and his motion slow | Q |
| His dress became him it was neat and plain | E |
| The colour purple and without a stain | E |
| His words were few and special was his care | R |
| In simplest terms his purpose to declare | R |
| A man more civil sober and discreet | D |
| More grave and corteous you could seldom meet | D |
| Though frugal he yet sumptuous was his board | S |
| As if to prove how much he could afford | S |
| For though reserved himself he loved to see | T |
| His table plenteous and his neighbours free | T |
| Among these friends he sat in solemn style | U |
| And rarely soften'd to a sober smile | U |
| For this observant friends their reason gave | V |
| 'Concerns so vast would make the idlest grave | V |
| And for such man to be of language free | T |
| Would seem incongruous as a singing tree | T |
| Trees have their music but the birds they shield | W |
| The pleasing tribute for protection yield | W |
| Each ample tree the tuneful choir defends | X |
| As this rich merchant cheers his happy friends ' | - |
| In the same town it was his chance to meet | D |
| A gentle Lady with a mind discreet | D |
| Neither in life's decline nor bloom of youth | Y |
| One famed for maiden modesty and truth | Y |
| By nature cool in pious habits bred | K |
| She look'd on lovers with a virgin's dread | K |
| Deceivers rakes and libertines were they | Z |
| And harmless beauty their pursuit and prey | Z |
| As bad as giants in the ancient times | A2 |
| Were modern lovers and the same their crimes | A2 |
| Soon as she heard of her all conquering charms | B2 |
| At once she fled to her defensive arms | B2 |
| Conn'd o'er the tales her maiden aunt had told | C2 |
| And statue like was motionless and cold | C2 |
| From prayer of love like that Pygmalion pray'd | J |
| Ere the hard stone became the yielding maid | J |
| A different change in this chaste nymph ensued | D2 |
| And turn'd to stone the breathing flesh and blood | E2 |
| Whatever youth described his wounded heart | F2 |
| 'He came to rob her and she scorn'd his art | F2 |
| And who of raptures once presumed to speak | G2 |
| Told listening maids he thought them fond and weak | G2 |
| But should a worthy man his hopes display | Z |
| In few plain words and beg a yes or nay | Z |
| He would deserve an answer just and plain | E |
| Since adulation only moved disdain | E |
| Sir if my friends object not come again ' | - |
| Hence our grave Lover though he liked the | H2 |
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| face | I2 |
| Praised not a feature dwelt not on a grace | I2 |
| But in the simplest terms declared his state | J2 |
| 'A widow'd man who wish'd a virtuous mate | J2 |
| Who fear'd neglect and was compell'd to trust | K2 |
| Dependants wasteful idle or unjust | K2 |
| Or should they not the trusted stores destroy | L2 |
| At best they could not help him to enjoy | L2 |
| But with her person and her prudence bless'd | M2 |
| His acts would prosper and his soul have rest | M2 |
| Would she be his ' 'Why that was much to say | Z |
| She would consider he awhile might stay | Z |
| She liked his manners and believed his word | N2 |
| He did not flatter flattery she abhorr'd | S |
| It was her happy lot in peace to dwell | O2 |
| Would change make better what was now so well | O2 |
| But she would ponder ' 'This ' he said 'was | Z |
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| kind ' | - |
| And begg'd to know 'when she had fix'd her mind | B |
| Romantic maidens would have scorn'd the air | R |
| And the cool prudence of a mind so fair | R |
| But well it pleased this wiser maid to find | B |
| Her own mild virtues in her lover's mind | B |
| His worldly wealth she sought and quickly grew | M |
| Pleased with her search and happy in the view | M |
| Of vessels freighted with abundant stores | Z |
| Of rooms whose treasures press'd the groaning | P2 |
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| floors | Z |
| And he of clerks and servants could display | Z |
| A little army on a public day | Z |
| Was this a man like needy bard to speak | G2 |
| Of balmy lip bright eye or rosy cheek | G2 |
| The sum appointed for her widow'd state | J2 |
| Fix'd by her friend excited no debate | J2 |
| Then the kind lady gave her hand and heart | F2 |
| And never finding never dealt with art | F2 |
| In his engagements she had no concern | Q2 |
| He taught her not nor had she wish to learn | Q2 |
| On him in all occasions she relied | R2 |
| His word her surety and his worth her pride | R2 |
| When ship was launch'd and merchant Paul had | S2 |
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| share | R |
| A bounteous feast became the lady's care | R |
| Who then her entry to the dinner made | J |
| In costly raiment and with kind parade | J |
| Call'd by this duty on a certain day | Z |
| And robed to grace it in a rich array | Z |
| Forth from her room with measured step she came | T2 |
| Proud of th' event and stately look'd the dame | T2 |
| The husband met her at his study door | P |
| 'This way my love one moment and no more | P |
| A trifling business you will understand | U2 |
| The law requires that you affix your hand | U2 |
| But first attend and you shall learn the cause | Z |
| Why forms like these have been prescribed by laws ' | - |
| Then from his chair a man in black arose | Z |
| And with much quickness hurried off his prose | Z |
| That 'Ellen Paul the wife and so forth freed | V2 |
| From all control her own the act and deed | V2 |
| And forasmuch' said she 'I've no distrust | K2 |
| For he that asks it is discreet and just | K2 |
| Our friends are waiting where am I to sign | W2 |
| There Now be ready when we meet to dine ' | - |
| This said she hurried off in great delight | X2 |
| The ship was launch'd and joyful was the night | X2 |
| Now says the reader and in much disdain | E |
| This serious Merchant was a rogue in grain | E |
| A treacherous wretch an artful sober knave | V |
| And ten times worse for manners cool and grave | V |
| And she devoid of sense to set her hand | U2 |
| To scoundrel deeds she could not understand | U2 |
| Alas 'tis true and I in vain had tried | R2 |
| To soften crime that cannot be denied | R2 |
| And might have labour'd many a tedious verse | Z |
| The latent cause of mischief to rehearse | Z |
| Be it confess'd that long with troubled look | Y2 |
| This Trader view'd a huge accompting book | Y2 |
| His former marriage for a time delay'd | J |
| The dreaded hour the present lent its aid | J |
| But he too clearly saw the evil day | Z |
| And put the terror by deceit away | Z |
| Thus by connecting with his sorrows crime | C |
| He gain'd a portion of uneasy time | C |
| All this too late the injur'd Lady saw | Z |
| What law had given again she gave to law | Z |
| His guilt her folly these at once impress'd | M2 |
| Their lasting feelings on her guileless breast | M2 |
| 'Shame I can bear ' she cried 'and want | Z2 |
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| sustain | E |
| But will not see this guilty wretch again ' | - |
| For all was lost and he with many a tear | R |
| Confess'd the fault she turning scorn'd to hear | A3 |
| To legal claims he yielded all his worth | B3 |
| But small the portion and the wrong'd were wroth | B3 |
| Nor to their debtor would a part allow | C3 |
| And where to live he know not knew not how | C3 |
| The Wife a cottage found and thither went | D3 |
| The suppliant man but she would not relent | D3 |
| Thenceforth she utter'd with indignant tone | E3 |
| 'I feel the misery and will feel alone ' | - |
| He would turn servant for her sake would keep | F3 |
| The poorest school the very streets would sweep | F3 |
| To show his love 'It was already shown | E3 |
| And her a | H2 |
George Crabbe
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